The song 'Glory days' was playing.
I heard a sound; a faint sound.
I saw someone in the woods.
It was Jason Voorhees.
He had a hockey mask on his face.
The potato sack was ripped---like in 1981.
He had stolen it from Shelly, one of the campers back in 1982.
That was the story I had had heard.
Jason was armed with a machete.
I screamed, and fled to the cabins.
Jane was attacked.
She yelled as she saw the blood on her ripped jeans.
She limped, as she raised the alarm bell.
We were glad that the horror was almost over.
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